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Oh, I have a hot fucking date tonight. I met this guy through a friend and he is so unbelievablyÂ gorgeous. His body is rockin and his face is like a greek statue, all sculpted and just yummy. He is also not a scrub, which is a definite plus. He owns his own business and is financially secure. I have dated guys in the past that seemed nice, but in the end they were not even close to it. Not to mention, they lied about being secure when they were most definitely not. I wont support a man ever.

Anyway, this guy is taking me to the Japanese Steak House I love so much.He asked my friend what my favoriteÂ restaurantsÂ are and she told him. I like that he had the initiative to ask her what I like before hand. That means he wants me to really enjoy myself and that is amazing. I love the Japanese Steak House. They cook the food right in front of you, and do all these little tricks so it is like a show at the same time. Not to mention that the food is fucking awesome. I cannot wait for some hibachi shrimp tonight.

OMG I just fucking love Starbucks. I cannot get enough of their coffee. I have to go there every morning on the way to work and grab a breakfastÂ sandwichÂ and a latte. This keeps me going until lunch time with out any problems at all. Of course I always get a double shot ofÂ expressoÂ in it as well, so that is probably why. Sometimes, my boss calls me at home before I leave and asks me to pick her up something as well. I don’t mind, because she always pays me back and even buys lunch for us a lot. I really have a good boss.

A long time ago I used to deliver papers before I found this job. I had to deliver to Starbucks and that is how I actually started going there. I was clueless about their coffee and just thought they were over priced. Then one day I was really tired and on my route and wanted a cup of coffee, so I decided to get one while I was there. I have been addicted to them ever since. It isn’t hard to get addicted to Starbucks. Try it once and you will see what I mean.

Fucking really? I don’t understand why they had to add one day every four years. Seriously what does that do for us in the end? Time doesn’t change. It still flows by at the same pace and it is just another day. Scientists are out of their minds, especially astrologists. They act like this really matters in the long run, but it doesn’t. There are only two constants in life. death and taxes. All the conjecture over where we come from and whats out there, or whatever is all bullshit. We are all going to grow old and we are all going to die. They should really spend their time and money on things that matter, like curing childhood cancer or something. If more people worked on it, then it wouldn’t exist.

Okay, I am done ranting about this stupid shit. I want to nibble on something right now. Do I want something sweet or something salty? I think I will go for something sweet with chocolate. That means a trip to Dairy Queen for a Peanut BusterÂ ParfaitÂ with extra fudge and peanuts. I do believe that will take me out of this funk I am in, because I am bitching too much.

I met this amazing guy the other night we us girls went out. We danced all night long together and now he is taking me out on a date. He is taking me to Chuy’s Restaurant. It is an exclusive four star restaurant that is majorly expensive. I have never been there before myself, but heard about it from the style section of the newspaper. It is hands down the best restaurant in town and the hardest one to get a reservation at. I don’t know how he did it on such short notice either. It is just fucking amazing.

I am beginning to think there is more to this guy than I previously expected, but he was so down to earth. He told me he was an attorney, but I never asked what kind of attorney he is. I do believe that is a good question for our date. Only a corporate attorney would be able to pull off reservations to this kind of restaurant that fast. I am a little overwhelmed though. if he is what I think he is, he just might be way out of my fucking league. I guess I will find out soon enough, wont I?

I am so going out on the fucking town. I need to party my ass off and get some stress relief. I love to dance and there is a dance floor a Cafe Iguana’s calling my name. I am going out to dinner first before we start drinking. I think Carrabba’s sounds like a good place to eat before hand. Then it’s off to the dance floor and lots of rum and cokes to cool me down between dancing. I know the DJ who works there and he always plays my favorite songs all night long. We used to date for a little while, but decided we were better as friends. I am glad about that because he is a great guy.

I still have to make phone calls to the girls and see who is going with me. I know for a fact that Sherrie is going to go, she always goes. We only do it about once a month, and she has kids so her hubby gives her the night off and lets her go blow off some steam. I think that is awesome. If I ever get married, that is the kind of man I want, an appreciative one who trusts and respects me.